I don’t commute no more
I don’t read the morning paper
I don’t open up the mail
It just piles up on the kitchen table
I don’t check my email
I don’t care to chat
I can’t find the time to eat or sleep
Hell I barely feed the cat

Low lying tryin hard to love my fate
Feelin ahead of my time or
maybe I’mjust too late
There’s no sign of the finish line
Outside the golden garden gates
Am I ahead of my time or too late?

I once read the book of rules
That the local preacher gave me but
I prefer my ship of fools
human kindness is gonna save me
I don’t care for the approval
Of society on high
But I would crawl upon my knees need be
For the blessing of any child

Too late too long it took to write this song 
 
...I learned to love to love to love and I
hate to hate am I ahead of my time
or too late?

/back